Chapter 185 – Battle of Two, Battle of Two Kingdoms (IV)

Facing Tuoba Bodhisattva, Xu Fengyen gripped the inconspicuous wooden sword and gently shook a sword flower. This gesture that was used by many swordsmen in the world, even a fledgling swordsman who had not yet left his hut and was only holding the three-foot green blade for the first time could also make it. However, Tuoba Bodhisattva’s face was more grave than facing the spectacular four swords with the previous momentum. Xu Fengyen’s left foot stepped forward half a step, his right foot then stepped out a step, then his left foot stepped out the distance of two steps of a normal person, his right foot stepped out a distance of four steps, and so on, Xu Fengyen’s steps were getting bigger and bigger, and his last step was already shaped like a long swipe in the air, and this used to be the entry potential of Tai’an City’s guardian, Artemisia Liu’s master, who attacked and killed the white-clothed Luoyang back in the day, except that the wooden sword was still the same, and it didn’t contain any high level of sword meaning, much less spitting out What vertical and horizontal sword qi.

The stalwart Tuoba Bodhisattva flow inevitably revealed a few puzzled look, of course he will not think Xu Fengyen is doing unnecessary bluffing, this person from the battle to the situation of the exhaustion of the lamp is still a hundred thousand eighty thousand miles, so when Xu Fengyen to one-handed dragging the sword posture ran to Tuoba Bodhisattva in front of the zhang, this is also this night after the big battle after the long and avoid the shortcomings of the stinting qi of Xu Fengyen, the first time to initiate the close combat, Tuoba Bodhisattva retreated. Backward swept dozens of feet, the line of sight is not on Xu Fengyen, but instead stared at the simple wooden sword that is always held in the hands of Xu Fengyen as if he was a horseman dragging a gun, Tuoba Bodhisattva is waiting for Xu Fengyen to make a move, waiting for him to really “start the sword”, under the sun there is no infallible and perfect moves, Wang Xianzhi is also no exception, but the Wang old monster’s physical strength of the intention of the qi Wang Xianzhi can use a simple punch to defeat all the enemies, that is not how smart the moves, Wang Xianzhi also do not care about what fancy moves, it is clear that the car crushed others. Topaz doesn’t think that Xu Fengyen, who is badly injured, has this kind of capital, otherwise he wouldn’t have so many calculations after meeting each other in a battle. Tuoba Bodhisattva was confident that as long as Xu Fengyen delivered that sword, he himself would be able to crack it, the difference was only that he needed to spend a few moments of his energy. Nowadays, in the two rivers and lakes of Liyang and North Mang, the only sword that could make Tuoba Bodhisattva have to avoid its edge was Peach Blossom Sword God Deng Tai’a’s art sword.

Even though Xu Fengyen had integrated all kinds of sword moves and turned the corrupt into the miraculous, so as to reach the pinnacle of the sword Dao, he had not completely come to the position that Li Chungang had once stood in, and that Deng Tai’a stood in today. As for Lu Dongxuan, the first person since the millennium, if Xu Fengyen had achieved this kind of aptitude, Tuoba Bodhisattva would not have to come to this big city in the western region to make a fool of himself. Tuoba Bodhisattva was walking leisurely, letting Xu Fengyen drag his sword and bully his way closer, while he retreated again and again, but Tuoba Bodhisattva’s bottom line was very clear, that is, he would not withdraw from the city, before his back was against the outer gate, as long as Xu Fengyen did not come out with his sword, he would not make a move, what was the medicine in Xu Fengyen’s gourd, Tuoba Bodhisattva was patiently waiting for his opponent to reveal it himself.

In the meantime, Topaz was still paying attention to the movement of the wooden sword, Topaz was not unable to strike immediately after Xu Fengyen’s words, but the more Xu Fengyen’s demeanor after gripping the sword was not like a master, the more it was like a crappy swordsman who was not well educated in his first experience in the jianghu, and naturally, Topaz was more and more curious, and even after Xu Fengyen stepped out of his pace sixteen times in a row, he still did not notice the wooden sword had the slightest loftiness. manifestation of the patriarch’s meteorology. In this way, Tuoba Bodhisattva couldn’t help but steal a moment to ponder, couldn’t it be that this sword was really a showpiece from start to finish? Was it just to help that Wen Hua’s Central Plains swordsman to become famous in the Western Region and then rumored in the world? Or is Xu Fengyen playing the boring trick of having a sword in his hand but no sword in his heart? The reason why Tuoba Bodhisattva stayed put was because he wanted to pave the way for the inevitable second battle between himself and Deng Ta’a. The more Xu Fengyen used his sword, the higher the chances of Tuoba Bodhisattva’s victory, and it was an indisputable fact that in Northern Mang, the sword path was withering and not enough to keep up with the trend, so how could a sword spirit with a heart bigger than the sky be enough to satisfy Tuoba Bodhisattva’s appetite?

From leaving the city, Tuoba Bodhisattva still had two more chances to retreat, but Xu Fenian still had no intention to use his sword, which made Tuoba Bodhisattva vaguely angry, is it possible for you Xu Fenian to scare me out of the city just by relying on a broken wooden sword without even a scabbard? So Tuoba Bodhisattva no longer show weakness step by step retreat, the right foot toes in the street ground rooted and fixed, a heavy twist, stepping on the broken stone plate, left foot forward violently stride out, in the soles of the feet plate before touching the ground, Tuoba Bodhisattva in front of the whole street on the collapse, wait until the left foot stepped down and the right fist swung out, the buildings on both sides of the main street, such as a gust of wind blowing the wheat field, thousands of ears of wheat can not bear the burden, have to the same direction to fall.

This majestic wind spread all over the main street, lifting up countless debris, and pouncing on Xu Fengyen.

Xu Fengyen was like a traveler traveling against the wind, since he couldn’t avoid the gale, he had to go through the wind.

After one step and one swipe, even if there are countless floating red snakes covering his body’s intact robe, he began to appear silk cracks, his hair at the temples is even more disorganized and flying, and even one side of his cheek was instantly cut out by the punch of a subtle blood groove.

Topaz’s heart was in awe, this guy even hard to resist the fist dangling also want to shorten the distance of that step, just to give that sword to build up momentum? In the end both sides are only one step away from each other to separate the winner and the loser?

Even more ambitious, before all sorts of like a small businessman’s stingy calculations, are all blindfolds, in fact, has been in the ambush, to this sword directly distinguish life and death?

Previously there are two swords divided “world” “on the ground”, and later is dazzling immortal hundreds of swords, divided inside and outside the near and far.

This so far no sign of immovable dead silence sword, is it possible to be divided into a life and death before giving up?

It seems that as he expected, Xu Fengyen’s wooden sword in the hands of the tip of the sword towards the ground in general, the world to the truth, always escape the four words of justice and peace, if it is more concise, probably the Confucianism revered mediocrity, the Buddhist no I, Taoism no action, is also this kind of similarity and subtlety.

But this moment, the tip of the sword twisted but still no sword qi bloom of a wooden sword, toppu bodhisattva saw a complex surge of intention.

Unwillingness, accumulation, indignation, and sorrow.

I have a great injustice in my heart!

Xu Fengyen gently lifted the wooden sword, the tip of the sword pointing straight at Tuoba Bodhisattva.

There is no reasoning. Even the person with the sword, the person follows the sword, so it is not common sense to go straight!

This wooden sword, a sword, said a kind of jianghu meaning.

Determined and resolute.

Like a crazy red-eyed gambler took out his life savings, a throw of money, to determine the winner with God.

Many years ago, there is a rich and noble children full of ambition for the first time walking in the jianghu, but unfortunately half of the point is not a leisurely tour, neither encountered a fluttering fairy, also did not meet the chivalrous warrior, only counted in the bottom of the jianghu as a mire of mud, crawling and rolling, three meals a day is a problem, that trip to the jianghu line, choking water in a mess. And then met a poor wooden sword ranger children, can be said not to fight, steal melons encountered peer, at first both sides were scared half dead, after so companion, he relied on the early years in the home to save down the insights, always like to take some of the books have read or other people’s mouths heard of the axioms, to stab that full of careful eyes of the shabby ranger, seems to be long-winded in fact, the heart of the small-minded told the Always like to take the clothes carefully wipe the wooden sword guy, under the sky to become a master swordsman are valued sword, but that kind of value, in the final analysis, or care about the hands of the three-foot blade extends out of the meaning of the sword, which first-class swordsman value the sword more than the weight of the person? That guy if really refute, will only take a “that is someone else’s sword, do not care, and not my” to excuse. If you are really forced to rush, then angry grip on the wooden sword, threatening to say that really think I walk in the jianghu do not have a few hands of the bottom of the box of stunts? He tends to provoke that have the ability to come ah come ah, in the end, he will also be sure to be that guy with a wooden sword to chase and kill the chicken flew, what monkey picking peaches how nasty how the black tiger hollowed out how to come, in fact, is to take the wooden sword to scare and poke people only. What really annoyed him was a few times the Viscera Temple does not stop, is squatting on the ground in the wilderness “soundly”, that guy will always be out of place to jump out, said to practice a set of new understanding of the world’s swordsmanship to give him a look, as long as he does not praise the words of the people said dry mouth, that take advantage of the danger of that son of a bitch will never stop practicing the sword. That walk together, in short, in the martial arts ring that guy ran up in a hurry and then give people slipped down, and then he not only had to in the laughter and blank stares in the back of the buddy to leave the field, but also responsible for the guy to be a sword practice target, determined to do the world’s first swordsman son of a bitch to revitalize, continue to be proud then go somewhere else to eat defeat. That guy has this and that too much too many small faults, the market met love at first sight “auntie”, always want to let him pretend to be a companion schoolboy, always want to lie that the thin inferior horse is his own mount. If he and the village women to ask for a few bowls of water to quench their thirst, that smoke in the throat of the guy does not have any drop of water to repay the consciousness of the spring, on the contrary, it may be over the river to break down the bridge, in the time that he desperately sell his looks to be the village women to collect the bowl of the same time touching the hand to mooch, yelling a man in the house died or not ah not dead, if it is out quickly to see the wild man stealing your mother-in-law, a number of times they have almost given the hordes of hoes carrying the Several times they have almost been beaten to death by hordes of croppers carrying hoes and blocking the village. Every time by the desired woman or humiliated or politely rejected, this guy will lose the soul lying on the ground, that guy heartache heartache he does not know, anyway, he is really doubly tired of this spectator, once or twice will have to, how seventeen or eighteen times down also do not know long memory? You motherfucker with a grass rope tied to the wooden sword hanging on the waist and then every time squatting at the water’s edge, themselves to the intoxication, but also had to ask me and the old yellow in the end handsome, is not very handsome, you see us rolled his eyes helplessly nodded, you really think they are handsome handsome ah? Those who meet halfway let you drool big ass big breasts girl must cry to marry you ah? Nowadays, this world is a little later in the family better little lady more eyes, you think riding that bad horse over there stroking the head shivering lapel, people can not see your pair of tattered straw shoes thumbs are exposed to the bleak scenario? Those women can recognize how many coins you have in your pocket with a quick glance at the water. Later they met a big family, a like to call herself a chivalrous little girl, it is hard to follow the broad for a period of time, a line of people finally ate a serious restaurant meals, big bowls of wine and big chunks of meat, you lamented that the body has a wine breath, the mouth of the oil meat, this is a warrior should be living in the days of pain. Later, the little girl squandered all the silver, a line of people’s days and began to tighten up, I thought you want to lose a long time, did not think that you are chewing from the village grain farms to take the sheep to the pan-sour dried beans, but also said to eat out of the long-lost meat aroma. There is no feast, two parting, first with the little girl parting, rare you said a few serious words, but also secretly saved half a bag of coins are a brain to give her, the results after loading the man, the night after the heartache of a sleepless night, flirting with you or simply have to come back well, the results of your fire pick up a wooden sword is a cut, and then finally squatting on the ground bitter long pouting and short sighs, that is Two different things, the little girl as a friend, how much family are willing to give, is one thing. Magnificent defeat of the family, heartache, is another thing, a thing of two moods, not contradictory. The last two people also want to separate, that night in the broken temple sitting on the stone steps, the unknown ranger child embracing the wooden sword, said at the moment there is no savings, only that wooden sword, even if it is a brother, the sword can not be sent, because in the future you have to rely on it to mix the food, mixed out of a man of the world, mixed out of the world one of the best swordsman. Also swore that in the future, after mixing out of the hall of fame, those two years owed, later custodian will pay back, he Wen Hua did not owe people the habit. He joked that there is no need to return, but also do not expect it. Did not go to private school did not read the guy or that set of words, brother Ming accounting, you give a small year, not asking for return, but I will not really Wen Hua as what did not happen, the same is two different things.

That time down to the extreme jianghu, old Huang is not expert at all, Li things that little girl dreaming of becoming a heroine, you Wen Hua is more than half a dabbler can not be called a swordsman.

But many years later, Xu Fengyen realized that it was like a jar of old wine, after drinking it all, the aftertaste is always there.

That jianghu full of poor and downtrodden city gas, than his Xu Fengnian youth longing for reverie kind of flying eaves and walls without traces of snow, the moon dark and windy killing night, masters like to invite the battle on the top of the building, the immortal flying sword to take the head of the wonderful jianghu, to be worth nostalgia for a lot of many many years.

Tuoba Bodhisattva’s face changed, this sword, Xu Fengyen was closing for what?

Tuoba Bodhisattva snorted coldly and withdrew from the city.

He had wanted to quickly enter the city after the momentum of Xu Fenian’s unreasonable sword declined from its peak, and return the favor on the spot with the momentum of running thunder.

At that moment, it would be a true line of life and death.

But Tuoba Bodhisattva froze on the spot, not because Xu Fengyen left a backhand, that sword momentum is still climbing, on the contrary, that sword to the end of the really only chi, but not half of the sword.

Xu Fengyen held his sword and stood still, laughing.

Wen Hua, did you see, your jianghu, your wooden sword, just so easily beat such an expert as Tuoba Bodhisattva out of the city.

Xu Fengyen inserted the wooden sword into the ground, raised his arms, the ancient sword “Release Sound” and the famous sword “Qiyun”, swept from the inner city head and the outer city six beads of bodhisattva’s hands, and gently gripped them.

Xu Fengyen stepped forward, and before leaving the city, he turned his head to look at the wooden sword and laughed softly, “The next step is my own.”

The yellow sands of the desert, turning a thousand miles.